Here's my Vore Day project! Every day from 8/8 onwards, I'll be picking one of the 18 Pokemon types and doing a unique vore scenario with them, under the rationale of regional Pokemon from a place that revolves around subjugating humans. Be sure to read the short story below if you need a better grasp on what's going on!You're kinda sick of the rural life. Granted, you're not sure what you'd do with yourself if you ever actually moved to the city, but you're sure it can't be worse than here - you swear there are more animals than people here, and they all roam about like they own the place, whether they be wild animals, pets or livestock. How does anyone else ever put up with this? Sometimes it's almost like they consider you more of a wild animal than they are, a dumb creature that shouldn't be thinking for themselves. You're pretty sure a Miltank actually tried to take you as a pet once. That was pretty strange to explain once you finally got free of them.

...huh? That's weird. The fence to one of the paddocks is broken. It's not unusual for Pokemon inside to escape, but even they at least have the courtesy not to break the fences on the way out. You should probably check further in to make sure it's not trouble. You call around for the owners of the property, but nobody seems to answer you. You peer around, half expecting to see some fearsome predator creeping up on the livestock, but instead you find... what IS that? Some kind of bundle of gooey slimes, wobbling and gyrating with each step? It's already looking in your direction, having heard you calling out earlier, and it takes you a moment to discern, but it seems to be some kind of Mareep...? You've never seen one like that before. They're certainly not meant to look that... gooey.

The sheep casually walks up to you and gives you a firm nudge with its muzzle, pushing you back onto your knees. That part isn't unusual - even normal Mareep like to boss you around like that, as if word got out around all of them that you're some kind of easy target. What IS unusual is the fact that it opens its mouth wide before chomping down, engulfing your whole head inside its mouth! Eugh, gross! You fumble around reaching for Mareep's cheeks before trying to push yourself back out using them as , but you can't seem to get yourself to budge, forced to just put up with it as you slide along their tongue and...

Mareep barely even hesitates. In a motion that is clearly learned and practiced, it presses down harshly on you, causing your head to ascend through its esophagus. Then as the powerful throat muscles take hold of you, it flicks its head back, drawing you almost all the way inside in a single, vigorous undulation. You barely even have time to its true intentions before you find yourself squeezed all the way through, bundled up in a stomach only barely big enough to fit you. Of all possible things, you had been eaten alive by a Mareep??? And that easily, too!?

As the adrenaline slowly wears off, you recognize that you're sinking into some kind of incredibly thick goo... no, wait. You're not sinking, it's rising around you! You thrash about in a panic, desperately trying to figure out how to get back out the way you came, but even before you're completely encased this gunk is incredibly hard to move through. After that? You're almost completely immobile, and using all of your strength only makes the slimy, rubbery cocoon budge slightly. Soon, you can't even do that, but for a while you're not sure why. The slime is so dense you can't even tilt your head downwards to observe the rest of yourself, and yet, the stomach walls continue to squeeze and compact you regardless... compacting you denser than your body should have been able to contort.

The dime drops. It wasn't just that you were too weak, or the slime was too thick. There wasn't any YOU left. You had been melting and converting all the while until you were completely inseparable and indistinguishable from the slime that engulfed you. The stomach continues to squeeze after you're compacted as densely as even your current form can manage, slowly forcing you out of the stomach and into practically a sea of slime that you lethargically float to the surface of. There's more of this stuff...? Wait. You're not inside the Mareep's body anymore. But that means...

A vigorous gyration confirms your fears, causing you to wobble uncontrollably back and forth. A motion made knowing full well you were technically still alive and conscious on the surface of Mareep's body. You now only existed as a glob of slime on their gooey coat, wobbling and bouncing in unison with your kin. And they were indeed your kin - there was little doubt that every last blob on the sheep's coat was an individual human being, equally as sentient as you were but existing only as a symbol of status for the predatory Mareep. You how dense that coat looked before you'd been added to it. It was entirely possible that this Pokemon was currently wearing the entire population of this small country town on its body, a figure that even its peers would look apon with envy.

And so begins a long, long existence of being mocked and teased for your fate. The Mareep makes itself at home in the town it had singlehandedly emptied, gently stroking its gooey coat with the tip of its tail to remind you of a position that you and the other townspeople would share forever. And yet, a scary thought remains... if one Pokemon could devour an entire town's worth of people, was this the only place it was happening in...?#0179 MAREEP: THE SLIMECOAT POKEMON. A DECEPTIVELY CAPABLE PREDATOR. ITS EXPERIENCE CAN BE MEASURED BY THE THICKNESS OF ITS COAT, CONTAINING ALL PREY IT HAS EVER EATEN.